Madam Qiao clapped her hands and a man in black suit and glasses walked in. He showed Shentu Chu a tablet where a live video was playing.
In the video, the red dot of a sniper rifle aim at a familiar person from behind.
The sniper was probably hidden somewhere in a tall building. Shentu Chu didn't need the person to turn around to know who it was; Shentu Mingye!
The video even zoomed in on Shentu Mingye's side profile.
"I'm just trying to be cordial," Madam Qiao acted as if nothing had happened. "It's fine if you don't accept, even if you don't care, you can hardly escape the responsibility for his death. In Shengjing, who does Shentu Mingye hates? You, of course!"
Madam Qiao was ready to frame him for murder and destroy his reputation for life if he doesn't marry Qiao Nian. That way, he will have no place in Shengjing. Only the prisons and jails will accept him.
How vicious. More vicious than he thought.
